AFTERPARTY III: Never Have I Ever Been Quite This Drunk

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[There's absolutely nothing celebratory about this drinking party. "Party" isn't even the right word, not really-- it's more like a "drink until you forget and/or black out" session for anyone who wants to participate, and even the bartender isn't immune from that much. Please forgive him if your drink isn't mixed quite right; he's trying his best under the circumstances.

There's food, too, if anyone wants to attempt to stave off a hangover tomorrow, or just get something in their stomach after the events of the day: stirfry from Makoto, vegetable soup from Nageki (mediocre, but hey, a genuine effort was made and that's what counts), and some tea for those who would rather abstain from the harder stuff. (Is that even many people tonight? Probably not.)

Come on by the bar if you're hungry or want a drink, or even if you just don't want to be alone right now. That much, at least, is something that can be guaranteed tonight.]

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[crimson_flamel]

[She has to try not to quirk a smile at his suggestions for Yor's true role.]

Assassin. Presumably in service to her King or... whatever in eternity it is where she's from. I'm almost certain that's what she was. It's what I was certain of at the first trial and then again after the second but... she was so kind to everyone I felt like she wouldn't...

But that was naive of me.

[Sigh.]

I don't think even she realised that SQ would take the fall for her. But she kept us in the dark, and did nothing as she was carted away.

[She can't say that's a moral boundry she doesn't think she'd ever cross but... her callous utalitarian beliefs versous her nature as a bleeding heart with a hero complex. Fight.]

I won't condemn Yor, but I don't think I can forgive her either.